Khasm13 : everyday bartering....

to the destitute and distraught were the pin needles of pain wrought
with nary a thought or wary of those who sought...empathy
even applauding 16 rounds clips that are left simply empty
barrels smoking like arctic chimney's freezing memories
justice paid with pennies on the dollar...just enough to buy a dingy dog collar
no seagull strut...mutt...i'm caught on the leash of a hut named jabba
cause the empire always strikes back and never seems to fall in the lava
why bother...white females clutch their purse like i'm a robber
lurking in the shadows of a harbor...and i got no fees for this charter
with lyrics i barter with the sweathogs from welcome back kotter....